Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Nine
I slowly began to wake up as the cool light of morning crept in through the curtains and yawned. I quickly found myself nuzzling up to Vivian and found myself gently latching onto one of her, full breasts. This time when I began to nurse softly I was...
Lost In The Dark
I woke with a start and found my gaze completely empty. No light, no shadow, just dim, unending grey. I turned left, then right. Nothing. Endless void. "Hello?" I called out, my voice immidiately dying off as though eaten by the...
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Three
The rest of the day I spent my time trying to come to terms with what had happened to me, though to be fair I was starting to find that the good definitely outweighed the bad. During my first meal in my new body I was rather embarrassed to say that I...
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Ten
After I'd gotten control of my emotions Jack picked up the backpack that acted as well... my diaper bag and held out his hand for me. Earlier in the day I'd found that my sense of balance and ability to walk on my own two feet had gotten better and I...
Mist and Memories
People's lives are made up of Mist and Memories. For, that is all anyone ever truly sees. We spend our lives walking through the mist. Never seeking to see what lies beyond our outstretched wrist. We spend our time looking at the memories we've...
The Soldier & Daemon
_Upon the windswept hill on this moonlit night_ _The black forest behind and town in sight,_ _A small figure sits among the grass_ _All alone in sorrow._ _A pair of crimson horns and a queen's tail,_ _Golden eyes and a smile impaled._ _As the...
The Machine
**The Machine** by Apsidalmosaic ([http://www.furaffinity.net/user/apsidalmosaic/](http://www.furaffinity.net/user/apsidalmosaic/)) Dated: 30.10.2016 * * * The assembly-line stands ready for me A curious thing, made to turn me. Made to...
The Raiders
On a foggy spring morning, a businessman is gleaning through a mound of classifieds posted on the chilly, dirt-caked walls of the Cold Storage District, narrow eyes focused on numerous, bogus prints. Smaller Pokémon struggled to keep out of the range...
Dance
just a little stream of consciousness piece I wrote last weekend fueled by iced coffee and contemplative longing
16th Star of Sorrow
Soft sobbing could be heard in the darkness of a small room, where the only source of illumination streamed through a window, the curtain slightly drawn to give a small glimpse of the darkening neighbourhood outside where the streetlights lit up one by...
Mis-taken...
Mis-taken... Dragging among the days, I'm falling again, into past mistakes, going out of my concrete ways Differences divide my mind as trips I recall guide me to familiar shadows left among the dark Deep blue in thought, I bait the moments to...
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Seven
After we left the Toys R Us we headed to the food court where Jack decided that we should all have something from a local New York Fries, and I got to choose a chili cheese poutine while both Jack had something similar and Vivian had a butter chicken...